How are you doing Kiku?”“Great, I’m getting ready to leave for college next week.”“Awesome, so where are you going?”“Stanford, they offe...ed me a full academic scholarship.”“Wow, that’s great. You seem more relaxed and carefree.”“Yeah, my parents have let up on me since the scholarship came in. I’m even driving to school by myself next week.” We talked for a few minutes before she moved over and sat in my lap.“I wanted to thank you for what you did for me.”“No need, we both enjoyed it.”“That’s. ” She was biting her lip.Then Bastian saw him. It seemed as if he had appeared out of nowhere. Tiru had returned, and Bastian could see him standing right behind his wife, still finger-fucking herself with closed eyes in front of her tablet with her loving husband, stroking his cock, on screen.“Mmmm, honey, it feels so good to touch myself in front of you! If it only wasn’t my own hand touching me now!” Michelle went on, drunk and in sexual ecstasy. “Darling,” Bastian began, not knowing how to. ” Diana takes the top box out of the bag and gives it to Inga. Inga opens it and whistles. There’s a sexy dress in it. “Diana, it’s so pretty!”“Let’s see how you look in it.”Inga takes off her blouse and shorts and puts on the dress. She walks into her bedroom to see herself in her mirror. Diana follows, carrying the bag. Inga looks at herself from different angles. “I love it.”“Okay, take that off, and see if you like the next one, too.”Inga takes off the dress and lays it on her bed. Diana. She had never slept with two men in such a short amount of time. It made her feel powerful and in control. She could feel his dick getting harder and harder inside of her. She knew it was the right time. She pulled away from him and held his chin. “Now can I get the cuffs?”“Yes.” He whispered. He could barely talk, the sissy. “They’re in my dresser by my bed.”“Stay here.”She moved quickly, gliding over the carpet. She opened the drawer and felt inside. There they were: glinting in the light.